Rainy Day Blues
The sunshine is gone and the cloudy, cold rain has snuck in. Part of me is happy because it gives me a reason to stay inside and work through all of the stuff that I need to in order to finish the semster. The other half of me is a little sad and nostalgic after having talked with my brother yesterday and him informing me that the Texas wildflowers look wonderful.

Here is a little song that my favorite lady first covered on this album in 1963...it kind of describes my mood...(P.S. She turned 61 on Saturday--Happy Birthday, Babs!)

When the Sun Comes Out

When the sun comes out
And the rain stops beating
On my window pane
When the sun comes out
There'll be blue birds 'round my door
Singing like they did before
That old storm broke out
And my man walked off
Left me in the rain
Though he's gone I doubt
If he'll stay away for good
I'd stop living if he should
Love is funny,
It's not always peaches, cream and honey
Just when everything seemed bright and sunny
Suddenly the cyclone came
I'll never be the same
'Til that sun comes out
And the rain stops beating on my window pane
If my heart holds out
Let it rain, let it pour
It may not be long before
There's a knocking at my door
Then you'll know the one I love walked in
When the sun comes out...
And the rain stops beating on my window pane
If my heart holds out
Let it rain, let it pour
It may not belong before
There's a knocking at my door
Then you'll know the one I love walked in
When the sun comes out...